Mississippi Woman کے بول

The reflections of the trees are cut by the bow of my pirogue And spattered by the paddle of my eager hand That Mississippi woman is a wavin' over yonder Wavin' her lantern for her Louisiana man How I love that Mississippi woman how I love that Mississippi girl How I love that Mississippi woman but her heart does not belong to me The lantern light and moonbeams are dancing patterns on the water She doesn't seem to realize I've learned her secret plans My jealous mind is thinking as I paddle through the sleeping alligators She don't know I know about her Louisiana man How I love that Mississippi woman... The reflections of the trees are cut by the bow of my pirogue And splattered by the paddle of my shaky hand The silence from behind me is alive with the splashing alligators And the lantern light is blinking on the bottom in the sand How I love that Mississippi woman... How I love that Mississippi woman...